A short story written on a whim, because this is my first time trying to write a short story, the writing is rubbish, don't criticize if you don't like it.
The writing style is more magazine-oriented. I originally wrote it to be submitted to magazines, but you know hahahahahaha
I'm not very good at writing copywriting. It's probably a story about Cinderella, a prince, and a knight. The routine is cliche, but it's not easy to fill in the gaps.
So, here comes the point. Please allow me to bring in some snippets of the text.
While queuing, Ye Xihe discovered something strange.
Whether it was the people at the front of the team, the people at the back of the team, or even the long queues on the left and right, they were all discussing the same thing strangely.
"Hey, hey, there's a transfer student from the first year of high school. This morning there was an assembly and he went to the stage to give a speech on behalf of all the first year students. Did you see that?"
"Unless you're blind, you didn't see it. The freshman girl's excited shouts almost lifted the lid of the auditorium."
"Is that the tall one? The one who looks like the hero of a romance novel?"
Ye Xihe was speechless for a while, what kind of metaphor?
Does he look like a romance hero? What does that look like? Sweet and sour?
Conception:
